Original Song: Tomorrow
PS. How excited do you think I was to be able to work “torpedo punt” into a song. Happy days!
TOMORROW
©2018 Chuck Smeeton
You don’t miss the water, until the well runs dry
You won’t miss the sun until clouds cover the sky
I’ll see you in September when the mornings aren’t so chilled
And time has healed all the wounds that left us unfulfilled
It’s funny what you can see when the light is focussed right
And the prism of that forlorn hope hits you in the night
Staring at the ceiling that weighs upon your mind
Hoping for the dawn to strike the chord you need to find
(Chorus)
Tomorrow’s just another day
Just another day
Yesterday you had your say
Had your say
I want to believe in something, but I just can’t decide
There’s too much going on, I think that I should hide
A white-collar slave to the cost of continuity
The only choice that’s left is to embrace the perpetuity
Charity and chastity and a perfect torpedo punt
A metaphor of hope or another cunning stunt
Losing your head gracefully with manicured precision
Another fateful outcome that wasn’t your decision
(Chorus)
Tomorrow’s just another day
Just another day
Yesterday you had your say
Had your say
About the original songs
In January 2012 I commenced a goal of trying to write and record at least one song from scratch each month – sometimes it comes easily, sometimes it’s a real challenge, but I love the discipline it creates. I managed to complete the year, but it was so much fun that I’ve decided to keep it rolling for as long as I can.